Fever
by Anime-Lover985
Summary: Canada gets sick & is on bed rest. America wants to take care of him no matter what it takes to get his little brother better! The other nations want Canada all to themselves. Alfred will protect & care for Canada until he s fully recovered! Yaoi Pairings!
1. Fever

Sickness

Chapter: 1

Fever

Today was another meeting of the nations. England & France were arguing wrapping their hands around each other`s necks. Canada was sitting at the table with his head down on the table. America was laughing until he saw his brother`s head down on the walked over to his brother.

"Hey Matthew, are you alright?" Alfred asked putting his hand on his brother`s shoulder.

Matthew slapped his hand away.

"Matthew, what`s wrong?" America asked.

"Bloody hell, leave the boy alone! Maybe he`s tired." England had yelled.

"Something's wrong with my little Canada?" France said coming over.

The Frenchman put his hand down on the Canadian's shoulder.

"Leave me alone!" Canada said slapping away the 26 year old man.

"Matthew, what`s wrong with you!" America yelled shaking his brother.

The young boy couldn`t stand all the noise he was hearing. He got up & ran out of the room.

"Matthew, where are you going?" Yelled Alfred as the door slammed.

"What`s wrong with him?" England asked.

"That`s what I wanna know!" Yelled Alfred angrily.


	2. Sickness

Fever

Chapter: 2

What`s wrong?

Canada was running to his room. His felt his body getting hotter as he ran. Matthew stopped in front of his door opening it and shutting it behind him.

"Matthew!" America yelled.

"Bloody hell! Stop yelling!" England complained.

Alfred kept running ignoring what Arthur said.

"Matthew!" He yelled once again.

The American along with the English man. He banged on the door.

"Hey, Matthew!" The older brother yelled.

He got no reply from his little brother. America started to worry even more.

"Say something!" Alfred yelled.

It was quiet in the room.

"Dammit!" America yelled frustrated.

England turned the door knob opening the door. They walked into the room. The room was cold & dark.

"Bloody hell! It feels like it 20-30 degrees in here!" The English man yelled.

Alfred looked around in the room until he saw his brother on his bed.

"Matthew!" He yelled.

America ran to his brother but stopped at what he saw. Canada`s face was red breathing heavy.

"Matthew!" Yelled the older brother.

"America, be quiet! He`s sick!" Arthur said quietly.

"He`s sick? But how?" The American asked.

"I don`t know but he needs to rest!" He replied.

America sighed rubbing his brother's hair.

"I`m going to take care of him!" The older brother yelled.


	3. Little Brother

Fever

Chapter: 3

Little Brother

The room went silent. The only noise heard was Canada breathing.

"You`re going to take care of him?" England said shocked.

"Yes!" America responded.

The English man busted out laughing at Alfred.

"What`s so funny?" He asked serious.

He wiped the tear from the laughing.

"It`s just the idea of you taking care of someone is just too funny!" Arthur said grinning.

"I can get him better!" Yelled the American.

"How can you take care of him when you don`t know how?" Said England.

"Like you know how!" He yelled angrily.

"I took care of you when you were sick so I know how to but you`ve got no experience of taking care of someone other than yourself!" Arthur said.

The older brother looked at his little brother red face as he was suffering. America felt he let his little brother down since he was supposed to be the "hero."

"I`ll get better, Matthew! No matter what it takes! "He said determined.

He brushed Canada`s hair behind his ear as his brother started to sleep. Arthur never saw Alfred this serious & determined. The American stopped brushing his brother`s hair as his brother was fully sleeping. He turned his head around looking at the English man with a serious look.

"Don`t tell anybody!" He yelled pointing his finger at the other male`s face.

England nodded & agreed not to tell anyone about America`s brother.

"Especially and I mean especially don`t tell France!" He said serious.

"Fine. I won`t say a word about your brother!" Arthur responded.

"Good! Now go so I can take care of him!" He said in a whisper.

The English man left the room.

"I promise I`ll get you better no matter what it takes!" He said to his brother as he slept holding his hand tightly.


	4. Bed Rest

Fever

Chapter: 4

Bed Rest

The sun was shining through the blinds on the window. America woke up with drool on the right side of his mouth on a wooden desk in a chair. His body was stiff from sleeping in the chair. Alfred walked over to see how his little brother was doing. Canada`s face was still red & breathing heavily. He brushed hair behind his ear. Matthew flinched from the feeling. The Canadians eyes began to open to see his brother bending over him.

"Alfred?" Canada said his voice weak & hoarse.

"Yep! You're hero is going to take care of you!" He yelled happily.

Matthew coughed hurting his throat.

"You need to rest." America said pushing his brother gently on his pillow.

"Now, I'll need to take your temperature!" Alfred yelled with happiness.

The little brother groaned as he began to develop a headache from hearing his brother`s yelling.

"Now say aww." The American said with the thermometer in his brother`s face. He opened his mouth allowing his brother to put in the thermometer. The thermometer had read 105.8 degrees Fahrenheit.

"You really are sick!" The older brother yelled shocked.

He pulled out the thermometer.

"America, can you lower your voice?" Canada said his face bright red.

"Sorry." Alfred whispered.

Matthew put on a weak sick smile on his face with his bright red cheeks. The American pulled out a chair placing it next to his brother`s bed.

"How do you feel?" He asked holding his little brother`s hand.

"I feel sick."

"Does you head hurt?"

"Yeah, kind of."

"I can get you medicine."

"No, you don`t have to."

America sighed as he looked at his brother suffering in the bed.

"Everything's going to be alright." He said rubbing his hand softly.

The Canadian put on another weak smile looking at his brother`s face. America couldn`t believe that his little brother was lying in bed sick like this. He felt guilty for not looking out for his brother`s health.

"I`m sorry."

"For what?

"For not watching out for your health like a big brother & a hero like I should`ve."

"There`s no need." He replied with a hoarse voice.

Canada turned his back to America & started to sleep. Alfred rubbed his brother`s side softly as he slept. He looked at the clock to see it was 8:30am & he was late for the meeting but he didn`t care. All that matter now was to get his brother better.


	5. World Meeting

Fever

Chapter: 5

World Meeting

The meeting was starting. The room was quiet as Germany was taking attendance.

"Prussia?"

"The awesome Prussia is here!"

"France?"

"Bonjour, I am here!"

"England?"

"Here!"

"America?"

There was no answer.

"America?"

"That`s odd." Said Russia.

England could tell the people were starting to talk & wonder where he was. France looked down to see his little Canada wasn`t in his spot either.

"Where's my little Canada?" He yelled angrily.

"Where is he!?"

England began to sweat pulling his collar nervously.

"Bloody hell let's get on with the meeting!" He yelled.

"Not until my little Canada is found!" The Frenchman yelled at the English man

"We also need to find America to." China said.

Russia grabbed the Asian & put him on his lap.

"I agree with my little China." Ivan said with a perverted smile.

"England, where is he?" Yelled Francis Bonnefoy.

"Why are you asking me?"

"Because you & America where the last to see him!"

Arthur started to walk away from the Frenchman.

"Well, tell me!" He demanded.

"I don`t know!"

"Yes you do!"

"No!"

The English man walked back until he hitted a corner.

"Shit!" He yelled in his head.

He was corned by France with nowhere to run.

"Tell me!"

England bit his bottom lip nervously.

"Fine, since you won`t tell me, I`ll find out for myself!" France said about to leave.

"Wait!" England yelled.

"Why?"

"Because you can`t!"

"Why is that?"

Arthur was in a tight spot. Either let France go into the room with Canada in it or tell him in front of everyone. Before he had a chance to decide France ran out of the room.

"Wait!" Yelled the English man.

But it was useless to yell. Francis Bonnefoy stared to run down the hall.

"I`ll find my little Canada no matter what!" He yelled in his head determined.

The 26 year old stopped until he stopped in front of the Canadian's door.

"Canada!" He yelled flinging the door wide open hitting the wall.

France saw his little Canada was red lying in bed with a towel over forehead breathing heavily. He ran over to him.

"Canada!" Francis yelled holding the teenagers hand.

"France, what the hell are you doing here?!" Yelled America in the door way.


	6. Dont Worry

Fever

Chapter: 6

Don`t Worry

The room was silent. The American & French men were looking at each other furious.

"I`ll asked you again: Why are you here?" He said angry.

"I`m here because my little Canada is sick."

"That doesn`t give you the right to barge in & just start touching him!

"I`m his Papa, giving me the right to be in here!"

"You`re not his papa! You just took Matthew in when he was all alone!"

Francis face to turn red with anger as Alfred was yelling at him like a child.

"You may be his brother but I took care of him when no one did unlike you who can`t even watch his brother`s health!" The 26 year old yelled.

America hands turned into fists with rage at the French man.

"America?" The Canadian said as he had woken from his sleep.

Matthew`s voice was light than it should be.

"Matthew!" The older brother ran to the opposite side of the bed.

"France? Why…are….…..you….…..here?" He said coughing barely having a voice.

"You shouldn`t talk." America said is patting his brother`s shoulder.

France looked at the young boy sadly seeing that he was suffering. He couldn`t help but feel guilty. A tear fell down the French man cheek.

"Why….…..are…you…crying?" Said the sick boy.

"Nothing." The 26year old wiping off the tear off his face.

Francis got up leaving shutting the door behind him. The American felt guilty for the France.

"Why do I feel bad?" He asked himself.

He looked back at his brother lying on the bed looking at him back.

"What's…wrong?" He asked looking sadly at his brother.

"Don`t worry about me, just worry about yourself."


	7. Sadness

Fever Chapter: 7

Sadness

Canada looked at his brother's sad face. America held his hand as a tear rolled down the left side of his face.

"Please don't cry." He little brother said with tears about to come out.

"Just rest."

He rubbed his little brother's hand gently.

"Maybe France was right. I didn't watch Matthew health close enough & he got sick." He thought inside his head.

France eyes were red from the tears he was crying. He couldn't believe how sick his Canada was! But the worst was what Alfred had yelled at hi.

""You're not his papa! You just took Matthew in when he _was_ all alone!"

The words repeated in his head. The blonde brushed away the tears with his sleeve.

"I can` t just stand here as my Canada suffers like this! I gotta do something!" He said to himself with determination.

The French man took a deep breath as he walked back to the meeting.

America was took his brother's temperature again to see it was 105.8 like last time. He sighed as he felt guilt. The older brother brushed Matthew blonde silky hair. The Canadian looked as his brother's hand brush his hair.

"Don't worry just rest. It'll help you get better."

"Am.. er..ica, why are you sad?"

"I'm not."

"But in your eyes there's sadness in them."

"Just don't worry."

The Canadian watched as his brother walked out the door.

"I'm going to get medicine so I'm going to lock the door, okay?"

"Okay."


	8. The News

Fever Chapter: 8

The News

America was wearing a jacket as he walked down the street. He was looking for medicine for his sick brother. So far, no luck.

"Dammit, where medicine when I need it?"

He groaned in anger.

"I hope Matthew's alright."

* * *

France had opened the door to the meeting room. He saw that the meeting was near over.

"France is back!" China exclaimed.

Everyone looked to see him standing with red eyes from crying.

"Well, what's wrong with your little Canada?" Russia asked smiling deviously.

"He's sick."

"Sick?" Russia said still smiling.

"Yeah."

"How sick is Canada?"

Prussia put his arm around France's shoulder. Smiling a perverted smile.

"Why?"

"I the awesome Prussia have a right."

"Very. He was red a as tomato."

Romano wanted to yell but had his mouth covered by Spain's hand.

"I'll pay him a visit!"

"I don't-"

Francis couldn't finish his sentence. Prussia ran out of the room. No one knew what the Prussia had planned.


	9. Touching

Fever Chapter: 9

Touching

Prussia was walking down the hallway.

"I wonder how sick my little Matthew is."

The Prussian arrived at the Canadians door. He turned to see it was locked.

"Dammit!"

Gilbert dug into his pocket. The albino pulled out a bended paper clip. He put inside the keyhole. There was a click.

"Yes!"

Prussia opened the door slowly. He closed the door behind him. The room was cold as ice.

"Damn! Why is it so cold?!"

He heard a groan. The Prussian looked to see it was Canada lying in the bed. The albino ran over to the blonde. He pulled out a chair placing it next to Matthew. The Canadian turned to see Prussia sitting next to him. Matthew put on a little smile.

"Hi, P-Prussia."

"Hello, my little Matthew."

The Canadian was surprised not talking about how great he was. The albino put a devious smile.

"Prussia, wh-"

The blonde never finished his sentence. Gilbert began roughly rubbing Canada's curl. Matthew gasped. His race was becoming redder as his legs rubbing together.

"Ngh!"

"You look so cute."

The albino leaned close to the blonde's ear licking his ear with his tongue.

"S-stop!"

The Prussian kept going. Canada felt the 20-year old hand moving to his private area. Matthew gripped the Prussian's hand.

"Aww, little Matthew trying to stop the awesome Prussia?"

Gilbert broke out of the blondes grip. He put his hand into Canada's pants. Prussia began rubbing the Canada hole. Matthew breathing became faster as the rubbing did.

"Looks like you're ready."

The Prussian shoved in his fingers with great force.

"Ah!"

Gilbert smiled at the red face of the Canadian.

America was walking around still looking for medicine.

"Damn!"

He yelled in frustration.

"Why is it so hard to find medicine for Matthew?!"

Alfred groaned. The American looked into the sky.

"I hope Matthew`s alright."

America returned to his search.


	10. Medcine

Fever

Chapter: 10

Medicine

Canada was breathing heavily as his curl was rubbed with fingers inside. Prussia was smiling deviously at how fragile, yet cute the Canadian was.

"Hmm, you look so cute even when sick as hell."

The albino gave him a little kiss on his red forehead. He slowly pulled out his fingers as he let go of the curl. Matthew could feel the fingers being pulled out of him.

"W-why?"

"Because Matthew I love you."

The Prussian smiled at him evilly.

"Don`t tell anyone, or It`ll be more rough than it already was."

The blonde nodded.

"Good."

Prussia walked out of the door slamming it behind him.

"Hopefully, France or America won`tl find out but then again…"

The albino said with his fist in the air.

"I`m the all mighty awesome Prussia!"

Gilbert ran back to the meeting room.

* * *

America continued to walk in the cold.

"Damn, none of the stores are open."

The blonde sighed in defeat. Alfred couldn't believe that all of them were closed.

"Why are the stores closed when I need them!"

He was full frustration. There were no stores to get medicine so he`ll have to ask someone to give him medicine.

"I`ll have to ask Iggy for medicine."

The blonde let out a groan. He turned around beginning his journey to Iggy`s.


	11. Waiting

Fever

Chapter: 11

Waiting

Matthew lied in his bed trying to forget what happened. He couldn`t believe Prussia had touched like that.

"What did I do to deserve it?"

He was still waiting for his brother Alfred to come back. It`s been three hours since he came back.

"Where are you, Alfred?"

America walked down the streets still hoping maybe he`ll be able to find an open shop but still no success.

"Now I gotta walk all the way back to the meeting to talk to Iggy."

He groaned in frustration.

"But I`ve gotta do it for, Matthew!"

Canada looked the ceiling as he waited for his brother`s return. He saw the door opening.

"America?!"

Instead of seeing his brother he saw….Russia?

"Russia?"

"Little Matthew is sick, da?"

Canada felt a bad feeling about Ivan being in the same room with him. But he wasn`t alone. There beside him was a short male with a long brown hair in a ponytail. He seen him from the meetings but they never talked to one another since barely nobody noticed him.

"Why are you here, Russia?"

"Because little Matthew is sick, da?"

"Oh."

China stood quietly next to Ivan. The Russian reached his hand down on to the Canadian`s head.

"Wow, you`re hot."

Matthew felt himself blushing from the statement.

"Maybe I`ll cool you down."


	12. Rough

Fever

Chapter: 12

Rough

Russia smiled pervertedly at Canada. The Russian looked at China still smiling.

"China, can you leave for bit?"

The Chinese male nodded and closed the door behind him. Russia leaned close to the Canadian`s face. The blonde could feel his face turning a deep shade of red from the close contact.

"R-Russia you`re to close t-to my f-face."

The Russian went up Canada`s shirt. He pinched Canada`s right nipple hard. The blonde gasped as he pinched him.

"This is only the beginning."

Ivan began rubbing the curl fast and roughly.

"P-please stop."

Ivan smiled even more at how sensitive the younger male was. The four-eyed male could feel his heart rate go up along with his breathing.

"N-n-no!"

Russia slid his hand from Matthew`s chest down to his pants. Ivan began unzipping Canada`s pants.

"P-please!"

The Russian could feel a bulge in his pants. He loved the begging he was getting. He loved the hotness he was getting from the Canadian. Ivan put his hand inside Matthew`s pants and began pumping the blonde`s manhood.

"Ah!"

"You`re hard already."

"N-no."

Canada could feel himself ready to burst all over the bed. Russia gripped the blonde`s dick hard not letting a single drip come out.

"Ah!"

"You wanna come so badly, don`t you?"

Matthew didn`t answer since he was in so much pain from the squeezing.

"Do you wanna be released?"

The blonde nodded.

"Okay."

Matthew felt him body relive itself.

"Such a dirty boy."

Ivan shoved his fingers forcefully inside of the Canadian. Matthew let out another scream loud from the force. Russia pulled out his fingers. His fingers were wet from entering Canada.

"I`ll see you again, da?"

The older male left the room with his little China. The blonde felt his heart rate go down.

"What`s happening to me?"


	13. Chapter 13

Fever

Chapter: 13

Welcome Back

America was walking back to Matthew`s room. He decided to check up on the Canadian since he was gone for such a long time. Alfred opened the door.

"Hey, Matthew."

Honestly, he would love to yell but knew that his little brother would get a headache.

"Matthew?"

America looked to see his little brother was sleeping. He saw that Matthew`s face was less red. This proved as a good sign.

"So his temperature went down while I was gone?"

Alfred smiled a bit. Canada was getting better. Which sparked a question in America`s head.

"How did Matthew get better when I didn`t give him any medicine?"

The blonde looked to see a bottle of medicine on the drawer. America grabbed the bottle.

"Who gave him this medicine?"

Alfred knew it could`ve been; France, England, Cuba, or hell even Russia. Those were the only people who would probably visit Matthew`s room and knew where his room was. He looked to see if there was a note but nothing.

"It was probably Iggy."

America put the bottle of medicine down. The blonde watched his brother sleep.

"He looks so cute when he sleeps like this."

Alfred smelled something. Something strange. The scent smelled like vodka mixed with something sweet. The only nation America knew who drunk vodka was Russia but the other scent he didn`t know.

"So Russia was in here, huh?"

The blonde wondered why would the Russian want to visit the younger nation? Russia & Canada didn`t talk, not that he knew of. Most of the time the Canadian would be quiet or not speak at all.

"Maybe Matthew & Russia talk when others aren`t around."

Which only raised another question: Why wouldn`t Russia & the Canadian talk in front of other nations? Alfred looked at the clock. It was 2:30pm. Which meant the meaning was over.

"I need to ask Iggy if this is his medicine."

Alfred locked the door before he left once again.


	14. What did you do!

Fever

Chapter: 14

What did you do?!

America was walking down the hall. He looked around to see Iggy walking alone.

"Hey, England!" The American yelled.

The English male turned to see Alfred running towards him.

"How`s Matthew?" The short hair blond male asked.

"His temperature went down while I was gone." America answered.

"Well, that`s good to hear." England smiled.

"I`ve got a question to ask you." The dusty short hair blond stated.

The English male began to worry.

"What`s the question?" The short hair blond asked.

Alfred cleared his throat.

"Did you give Matthew any medicine?" America asked.

"No." The older male answered

America felt his heart skip a beat.

"So you weren`t in Mattie`s room when I left?" The American asked.

"No. Was someone in Matthew`s room?" The English male asked worried.

"Yeah because when I returned to Matthew`s room he was given medicine by someone." Alfred replied.

"How the bloody hell did someone get into his room when it was locked?!" The short hair blond male exclaimed.

"That`s what I wanna know!" America yelled.

"You shouldn`t yell, da?" Said a Russian voice.

The two nations turned to see Russia & China. Ivan was smiling while the Chinese male was standing next to him. The America walked over to him.

"Russia, did you enter Matthew`s room?" Alfred asked.

"Why? Did something happen to little Matthew?" The Russian asked.

"Don`t play stupid! You were in Mattie`s room while I was gone!" The American yelled.

"You shouldn`t yell like that." Russia smiled.

America could feel his heart rate speed up from anger. England put his hand on the younger male`s shoulder.

"Calm down, America. Yelling won`t solve anything." The English male stated.

"I`ll calm down until I know what he did to Mattie!" Alfred declared.

"Why do you think Russia did something to Matthew?" Wang asked.

"Shut it, China!" America ordered.

"You should watch your mouth, da?" Ivan smiled.

"No, you should!" The American yelled.

The short hair blond kept his hand on the younger male`s shoulder.

"America, calm down!" England whispered.

"I`m not gonna clam down until I know what that Russian bastard did to Mattie!" Alfred declared.


	15. Tell Me!

Fever

Chapter: 15

Tell me!

America was struggling as England held him.

"What the hell did you do to, Mattie?!" The American exclaimed.

"Well, I didn`t really do anything to the little Matthew." The Russian smiled.

Alfred felt his heart beat faster from the rage building inside him.

"What the hell did you do to, Mattie?!" The four-eye male exclaimed again.

"All I did was visit him a & talked a little to him." Ivan answered.

What the tall male said was half true. Of course, he would out the touching part since America was already angry as hell.

"Then explain the medicine!" Alfred demanded.

The Russian & Chinese male looked at each other confused.

"Medicine?" Wang asked confused.

"Yeah! The medicine!" The four-eye male yelled.

"Sorry, but we didn`t bring medicine with us." The brown ponytail male stated.

America looked at them confused.

"Wait, you didn`t give Mattie any medicine?" The American asked confused.

The two male shook their head meaning "no." England let go of the younger male.

"If you didn`t give him the medicine then who did?" The short hair blond asked.

"Well, it depends on what brand of medicine it is." China stated,

Alfred looked at the medicine to see it said "Made in Cuba" on the back. America was shocked by what it said. Russia looked over at the medicine bottle.

"So Cuba gave him the medicine, da?" The tall male asked smiling.

"Apparently so." Wang replied.

"Why the hell would Cuba just Mattie medicines like that?" America thought.

Iggy put his hand on the younger male`s shoulder.

"Well, Cuba apparently cares about Matthew as much as you do." The short hair blond stated.

Instead of feeling anger, Alfred felt glad that the Cubin actually cared for Mattie when he was gone.

"I should probably thank Cuba for the medicine." The American thought.

The four-eye male gripped the bottle as he ran.

"America!" England yelled.

Alfred ignored Iggy as he ran.

"I`ve gotta thank Cuba for this!" The brother thought to himself.

The short hair blond followed the male as they ran to Cuba`s.


	16. Chapter 16

Fever

Chapter: 16

Nothing Serious

* * *

America stopped running. He took some deep breaths. England caught up with the American.

"America, you …shouldn`t run so… fast." The short hair blond breathed.

"I know but… I`ve got figure…out who… gave Mattie this medicine." The four-eye male stated.

The English took a deep breath. He put his hand on the younger male`s shoulder.

"America, it`s just medicine nothing serious." England said.

"But I just wanna know who gave Mattie some medicine." Alfred said.

"America instead of searching why don`t we ask Matthew himself?" The short hair blond smiled.

"Fine." The American said.

* * *

The American opened the door with following behind him as he walked in. Iggy felt like he was going to freeze if he stayed any longer.

"Just hurry up & ask him." He said.

"Yeah, yeah." Alfred said.

The younger male bent over 3 inches from the Canadian`s sleeping face.

"Damn, he`s asleep." America said.

"Then wake him up." Arthur ordered.

America began shaking his brother.

"Hey Mattie wake up." He said.

The long hair dirt blond groaned turned his back to Alfred.

"Mattie, I just wanna ask you a question." The American said.

Matthew turned his face to America.

"What`s…the question?" Canada asked.

"I just wanna asked who gave you this medicine" The short hair dirt blond said.

"Medicine?" The younger brother asked.

"Yeah, this." Alfred said.

The four-eye male held up the bottle of medicine.

"Oh, that was… Cuba." Matthew weak smiled.

England couldn`t believe how sick Canada look. Sure, he looked less red but his hair was disheveled & he had to take a breath every 3-8 words.

"How sick is he?" Iggy wondered.

"When did Cuba give you this medicine?" The four-eye male asked.

"While you were still out." Matthew answered.

"Okay, thanks Mattie. Get some rest." He smiled.

Canada closed his eyes & went back into his slumber. Arthur smiled at how the Canadian smiled in his sleep.

"Like old times." The short hair blond smiled.

Arthur looked at Matthew & realized something was missing.

"America?" He asked.

"Yeah?" The American asked.

"Doesn`t Matthew have a bear?" The English male asked.

The two stopped walking.


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